A Scarlet Collection of Monsters and Madmen

by Bella BloodLust

  Kyle snapped his fingers and the gorgeous ornate oil painting that rested above his head on the wall, started to move, the panel sliding sideways into what appeared to be the frame of the wall itself;

  “As I’ve said before, I am always watching.”

  His eyebrow raised as she watched, twelve screens, all but one filled with women in precarious situations, being tortured within an inch of their lives, the final screen still empty, just a cage, nobody inside of it, just waiting, haunting Jess deep down to the core. Was this cage for her? Would this be her final resting place if she freed Sara from her proverbial bondage? Each time she felt that answers would swiftly arrive, she realized that she was possessed with even more questions that she had previously before.

  His world was an endless mystery, one she knew would consume her before she knew it. She just didn’t realize how very little time she actually had left. As this feeling of dread filled her soul, she watched the panel slide back into place, Kyle reached for her hand;

  “It’s time my darling, we’ll be back here again before you know it.” With an ascending gesture to rise, she floated up and wandered towards the door of the dining room.

  “I feel so naked around you, always watching with your penetrating eyes.” Jess said smiling,

  “You are eternally naked in my presence, exposed completely mind, body and soul. Never forget that, it will be your undoing.” Kyle gripped her shoulders firmly, ensuring Jess got the message;

  “Understood Sir.” Her mind melded with his, realizing that she was destined for death if she ever put thought to action towards setting Sara free, how was she able to endure this much longer? Being torn between two worlds was never her cup of tea, in fact it felt like scalding water thrown in her face and scorching down her melting thighs. There had to be a way around this, somehow some inconceivable way, she had to convince him to release Sara to her, before it was too late.

  Chapter 19:

  Dreadful Descent

  Jess followed Kyle upstairs. It felt like such a complete head change from the floors below, within the dark inner workings of Burnett Manor. As they ascended she felt herself swooning in a dreamlike state, he reached back for her hand;

  “I’m sure you won’t mind the little addition to your glass tonight, can’t risk you running off before your formal training is concluded.”

  Kyle smiled wickedly she felt his lips curl in that dark debilitating way that left her frozen in his touch.

  “The only question I still have is how did you find out my secret? Even Sara doesn’t know the full details…”

  As the atropine penetrated deep into her blood stream she felt her eyes dilate, taking as much crystal reflecting light that she could as she wandered upstairs.

  “Later my pet, now we have a movie to watch.” Kyle watched her slowly rise to the final step, now standing beside him a bit tipsy, his hands reaching forward and drawing her slowly towards him.

  “I see the children have started without us, a good sign.”

  The door slowly opened without a touch, Kyle’s powerful mind left it floating silently on a breeze without notice or disturbance. The television continued to play quite loudly but the children were already fast asleep. Adie curled up in the corner her face smooshed into the cracks of her arms, her head still facing the general direction of the TV as if she did her best to stay awake to no avail. Derek was reclined in the center of the couch, his back towards the entrance, his head resting gently on the back of it, his eyes closed, and breath heavy, he fell swiftly into a deep sleep.

  Leaning forward she reached for an afghan that was on the back of the couch, gently kissing Kyle’s son on the top of the head she covered him up and wandered to the back of the couch where Adie was now sleeping sound. She noticed she was curled up like a puppy, probably cold but not enough to wake her, not just yet at least. Searching around, her eyes caught Kyle’s hand gesturing towards the blanket now lying over a rocking chair in the corner of the room. Jess leaned forward and brushed the hair from Adie’s cheeks, “Sweet dreams.”

  Kissing her on the cheek she wrapped the blanket around her and watched her entire body relax and ease into comfort. Jess walked back to Kyle and instantly embraced him;

  “You needn’t use any method or mean to keep me here, your children are doing that entirely on their own.”

  A tear formed in her eyes, she quickly tried to hide her face, Kyle’s arms were wrapped around her he grabbed for her face and gently pulled her gaze towards him.

  “You never have to hide your pain, I know.”

  He showed the array of memories that she thought she’d hidden even from herself, the night Sara found her leaving the bar, a man in the alley reached forward in the dark plunging a knife deep into Jess’s stomach, he saw from her point of view the blood pouring forth to stain the brilliant white snow, blood red, that’s when she came outside, with a single word an entire band of men surrounded him and beat him to death right before Jess’s trembling eyes. Sara leaned forward and looked inside her coat, checking to see how bad the bleeding was, and that’s when she saw it, a badge from a private government agency, she knew if they saw this that the blood loss would be the least of Jess’s problems.

  She tore it from her belt and wiped the blood off as quickly as she could. Sara stood up in her boots and fur coat and walked towards the man now convulsing on the ground covered in his own blood. She reached down into what appeared to be his coat pocket and pulled the badge from her gloved hands and yelled at her men in Romanian. Before she could finish her sentence the man was dragged off screaming, and Jess watched the snow fall above, each flake falling to her cheek.

  “Don’t worry, I’m here, you’re safe with me.” Sara’s voice was the last thing she heard before it faded to black. Jess tried to hold back her tears but they poured freely from her face in front of Kyle’s eyes, now sobbing, no pain expelled just silent tears as her mind replayed that nearly fatal night. Where she fell for a woman who saved her life when she should’ve executed her for self-preservation. She woke in the hospital to the sounds of doctors telling her bluntly in English, that she lost the child and would never carry one again. The same tears fell from her face then as they did this very night.

  Sara held her hand firmly, “Don’t listen to them, they told me I’d die the last time I was in this dreadful fucking place, and where am I now? Still alive.” Sara kept brushing the hair from Jess’s face, softly smiling;

  “The color has returned to your face, you were awfully pale in the snow, I’m glad we got you here in time.” Jess looked deep into her eyes;

  “You know I’m here to find you, why did you save my life?” Sara smiled,

  “What can I say, I’ve always been a sucker for red heads, I couldn’t think straight after you walked into the bar tonight. I usually prefer men, but there is something otherworldly about you, that I long to understand.” Jess smiled wickedly knowing she had her right where she wanted her;

  “Kiss me…” Sara laughed Jess leaned forward looking deep into her eyes, captivating her with her intoxicating gaze, Sara leaned forward her heart racing, her lips parting, Jess leaned in once more;

  “Kiss me, or I’ll die.”

  In that moment their lips touched and she was transported back into Kyle’s arms. Her tears soaking his sweater, his lips kissing away the pain, soaking up every tear that now stained her delicate cheeks.

  “I’m sorry that you feel so exposed tonight, but there’s parts of you that have a way of hiding, not only from myself, but most importantly, from you.”

  He started to walk her out of the children’s day room, gently the door glided shut behind them, not waking the two sleeping on the other side.

  “If you’d like some time to decompress before we meet downstairs, I completely understand.”

  Kyle held her close in the hallway right in front of her door, brushing the
hair from the front of her face and kissing her forehead.

  “I know what it means to lose a child, the pain cannot be healed, but over time it can be carried.” Jess smiled,

  “The worst part is I didn’t even know I was pregnant, I was always told it was impossible. One night with an agent I ran into on a mission and my entire life was changed, and changed again the night I met her.” He leaned forward holding her face,

  “To see you with my children, to watch you nurture them, to see you heal, and to observe as you help each one of them as they grow, you can still be a mother, Jess, I never imagined that you’d fit right into my world, in every conceivable and inconceivable way.” He leaned in and whispered into her ear;

  “You’re meant to be here, I always dreamed of you, but never knew you could possibly exist, from your hair that flows like waves of fire, to your melodic laugh. Everything I’ve ever wanted is inside of you, and it constantly spills forth from you effortlessly. All the good that still exists in the world, showered upon each of my most treasured possessions, every moment since you’ve been here, this entire realm has awakened to a twilight with promise for tomorrow.” He continued,

  “You’ve given me reasons to breathe, stretch my limbs and indulge in the beauty of life. I hope you realize just how essential you are here, this house is just a house without you, but with you, it feels like home.”

  His face pulled back and he held her gaze. Lovingly, he leaned down and her arms wrapped around his shoulders. She kissed him with every bit of golden twilight that existed in her soul. He felt warm and full, the way a victim feels after being left out in the cold, bleeding to be brought inside with a fresh transfusion. She embodied every aspect of his life that was always prone to suffer. In the sweetest taste of her lips, she swooned and moaned softly feeling herself floating in an ocean of his darkness, his carnality, his passion and ferocity. She’d never felt more safe in all of her lives, even though his strong hands could strangle the light and life right out of her in a single fatal moment. Her pain formed into mischief and she smiled deviously into his eyes;

  “You mentioned treasured possessions… I’d love to view the entirety of your Masterpiece Sir.” Jess’s eyes sparkled;

  “Follow me.” He walked across the hallway past the stairs Jess was intrigued;

  “I said follow me, so curious.” Kyle said, instantly her face flushed red and she bit her lip in anticipation. He wandered towards a panel near the bookshelf and instantly a wall moved back and to the side;

  “This way and hurry before the wall shuts, it’s only timed for one body at a time.” She leaped into the corridor behind him and the wall swiftly locked into place behind them.

  “Where are we going?” Jess inquired once more.

  Instantly Kyle grabbed her and threw her against the wall firmly, his hands dragging all over her ass, he reared his strong, wide hands back and spanked her severely. Each blow came down harder than the other and Jess screamed under her breath, keeping the noise within her chest and never letting it escape her lips. Her hands instinctively above her head, on the wall, praying for the moment his hands would stop, soothe each ass cheek that was now a blaze in a fire of rage, when he watched her knees give out from beneath her, he caught her swiftly with his freehand and whispered into her ear;

  “Perhaps I didn’t speak clearly enough, I didn’t say ask a million questions, I said to follow me.” Kyle laughed,

  “Mmmm, I can feel your nerves shaking, such a low tolerance for pain, it’s going to be such a thrill breaking you in.”

  Jess instantly moaned in fear, in want of asking yet another question. She quickly realized her anxious nature would get her even more lashings as she bit into her lip, drawing blood that rushed down the outside of her mouth and down her chin, dripping onto her soft milky breasts. Kyle noticed this wound in the soft light of candelabra. He could smell the iron in the air;

  “Let me taste you my child, Mmm so sweet. Even your blood tastes like forbidden fruit, though nothing rivals that pussy…nor…that ass.” Kyle watched her eyes get big and glow, before her cheeks flushed crimson.

  “Such an enigmatic woman, for one with your experiences in life, to still blush, to put it lightly, it’s divine.”

  Her blood stained his face, yet he left it there to dry.

  “Now let’s try this again, Follow Me.”

  Kyle descended towards the first floor down the tunnel path, knowing exactly how many steps it would take to reach the level where the private entrance to the formal dining room was.

  Jess was enamored with the endless complexities of this manor home, it seemed even more endless on the inside than it did on every single one of the public floors combined. As they made their way below she watched him reach for a stone in the wall that had the etchings of a golden goblet resembling the Holy Grail. His fingers traced the outline of the symbol the wall moved and out they walked into the formal dining room. From the wall in the back, completely bare, it now made sense why no art was ever on this massive space. Jess exited the wall quickly watching it lock behind her;

  “Wow.” Kyle smiled, “Now that you know how swiftly I get around, did someone mention treasured possessions?”

  Chapter 20:

  Treasured Possessions

  Jess walked towards the table, to her usual spot, Kyle sat on his throne. Watching his fingers she noticed the door shut gently behind them, locking firmly into place.

  “Always keeping me on a short leash, I like that in a man.”

  Instantly he laughed and she watched him smile as the panel on the beautiful art behind him, slowly moved to the side again. Revealing twelve screens, each one within, containing a caged woman in various stages of torture. It was hard to see her beloved still restrained to a crucifix; though she had to peruse more closely, she was consistently quite taken by Sara’s gorgeous body. Her full breasts that hung pertly in the air, her nipples hard, she was smiling; she noticed that an IV was administered into her left arm, firmly taped into place. Jess continued smiling and examining her body seeing how plump and swollen her pussy was, she knew Sara was more at home here than she’d ever been anywhere else on this earth. She peered closer;

  “Ooo, such a sticky little whore, you always were my absolute favorite creature to torture.”

  A Cheshire cat like grin formed across her face generously, she started tracing her fingers hungrily down her torso, Sara moved in bliss as if she felt her very fingertips on her hot aching flesh.

  “Speaking of torture the images I’m seeing of you two together right now pulled from your beautiful mind leaves me speechless.”

  Kyle leaned back in his chair, the regal disposition of a glorious monarch;

  “I couldn’t imagine watching the live show.”

  He smiled catching Jess’s eyes instantly her response came;

  “Perhaps you won’t have too.” Her hips subtly swayed from side to side as her free hand started invading her soft warm lips, parting them slowly and teasing her lip ring she continued;

  “If you think I’m sweet, you should taste us together.”

  She winked at Kyle and returned her gaze to the screen, still playing with Sara’s energy.

  “Mmm, still responding to my touch, after all this time, such a devoted slave.”

  Jess continued to tease her body on the screen, tapping into her energy frequency and electrocuting her nipples and clit from afar;

  “Do you think she’d let me set foot near her after over a year of torture under my cruel hands?”

  Kyle replied with dark wisdom that revealed the ultimate ending to a love story that was forged in blood ages ago deep in the Carpathian Mountains.

  “If I wasn’t around, she’d do her best to tear you apart limb from limb, but with me around to keep her calm, sedated and in line…who’s to say how well she can adapt to even the most drastic of circumstances?
She probably thinks you’ve killed me, but then again the way her body moves for her Mistress tells me she knows I’m still, very much alive.”

  Jess demonstrated her powers over Sara teasing the energies and magnetically pulling pleasure to parts of her blood that caused her body to quake.

  “Oh fuck Mistress, I feel you, coursing in my blood, tempting my pussy to squirt hot juices for you, my tits to leak sweet milk, I knew you’d be too good for him to destroy. Oh Mistress.”

  Sara’s head swooned back and her tits formed beads of milk as her thighs shined down to her knees in her sweet, sticky juices. She soon fell fast asleep, whatever it was in the IV was making her heal swiftly but sedated her so deeply that she barely moved even as the rest of the dungeon was filled with pain, torture and shuddered screams.

  “Master? May I implore as to what is inside that IV?” Kyle laughed;

  “Her lacerations were too deep, she was going to get an infection, which usually I would’ve used to my advantage to subdue her into submission. However after recalling that she was your entire world here, and now that you are now my entire world. I felt that keeping you two close would help to make this complicated transition, easier.” He continued;

  “The antibiotics will accelerate her healing process and keep her alive, once you’ve finished your formal training she’ll be waiting for you.”

  As the epiphany hit with full force, she realized now who that first empty cage was waiting for downstairs below, in the very pits of hell, the dark dungeon of The Slaughterhouse Hills Hunter. Jess looked over towards Kyle;

  “That empty cage… is for me.”

  As his eyebrow raised in affirmation she suddenly felt sheer terror penetrating to the deepest parts of her body. The screens continued to show ten strange women being tortured to the very last breath of their life, and now Sara resting serenely, sleeping deeper than she had in nearly a year.